The Cutting Edge Page #2

-You are much bigger than I think.

I'm spending much time

watching video of you...

...Mr. Douglas Dorsey.

You are very exciting skater.

If you're a reporter, you're a little late.

The story's been done.

No. I am coach.

What, you goof on me,

my brother buys you a beer?

What means "goof"?

-Are you the Swede?

-No, I'm Russian.

My name is Anton Pamchenko.

From the Leafs. I can't believe it.

You got my letter.

I'm in the best shape of my life.

I'm like a rock.

I skate five, six hours a night,

speed drills, stick drills, roadwork.

I am not hockey coach.

-What is this?

-Maybe nothing.

Here.

You try.

Those are figure skates, pal.

I should've held out for more.

This way.

-You got your own rink.

-We have ice every day.

That's not Spindler.

Where the hell is Spindler?

I thought you said he'd be here.

No. You said Spindler.

This is Dorsey.

Mr. Douglas Dorsey.

Dorsey? Never heard of him.

Douglas is beautiful skater.

You're that hockey player.

How you doing?

-Nice to meet you.

-ls tryout.

Is tryout.

Oh, my God.

-What, my hand?

-What do you do?

Soak them in battery acid?

I know they're rough, but I've never

had any complaints before.

Oh, I'm terribly impressed.

What is this, final stages

of Ukrainian alcohol psychosis?

Who's checking out who here?

I don't know how many shots

you've taken to the brain...

...but this was your audition.

And let me assure you, it's over.

Snow White, I'm no figure skater.

I'm a hockey player.

Then what are you doing here?

Get him out of my building.

-What?

-Get him out of my building.

Temperamental?

I can think of another word for it.

-ls that what you told him?

-It's a big secret?

-Who do you think you are?

-I know exactly who I am.

A guy who came

a long way for lunch.

Please don't let me keep you

from the trough.

I'm sorry, buddy. I wouldn't wish this

on a snake. I'm out of here.

Enough.

Introduction is over.

Conversation finished.

Mouths closed.

Ears to be opened.

Pairs means two.

You have no partner.

You're skating nowhere.

And where are you going?

Oh, back to Siberia?

Skating on small pond

is big excitement.

Believe me, Gretzky...

...I am last person

who's coming to look for you.

Good.

We skate.

You are taking her left hand,

and your right hand is at her waist.

Good. The line is beautiful.

Now I am counting a beat.

You push off on four.

Katya will lead.

Hey, hold on.

What's the deal with these...

...claws up front here?

-ls toe pick.

-Toe pick?

Let me guess. It has something

to do with personal hygiene.

-I wouldn't let that get in your way.

-I don't let anything get in my way.

Count it off.

And one and four.

Good. Good. Head up. Yes.

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